Caroline Lee > Quotes

“Come now, Rocque, we’ve been over this. Mathematics isnae to be feared. ‘Tis a useful skill, and one ye use every day.” He shifted forward on his bench, propping his elbows on either side of his smeared drawing and lacing his fingers together. “Two bannock cakes plus two bannock cakes makes—” “A man no’ shit for a week?” Finn supplied. Malcolm’s eyes crinkled as he tried not to smile. “And if Kiergan has six women who are willing to fook him senseless, and there are seven days in a week, how many women can he—”
― Caroline Lee, A Scot Mess

“I suspect ye’re just trying to get rid of me, lassie, so ye dinnae have to continue this lesson on embroidery; the most important of the feminine arts.” Leanna, who had always suspected the most important of the feminine arts was fellatio, smiled weakly at her mother.”
― Caroline Lee, Plaid to the Bone

“Were there other ways to claim her that wouldn’t be the breeding ceremony Gelma insisted was necessary?”
― Caroline Lee, Bred by the Orc

“No doubt ye’ve heard the rumors.” “About her being your mistress? About her bartering herself in exchange for the Earl’s vowels? About you keeping her prisoner for a month in your ruined castle, debauching her thrice daily, feeding her naught but bread and water, forcing her to serve you as a maid, all instead of doing the honorable thing and allowing her father to pay his debt?” “Aye,” Demon drawled drily. Oh, hell. “Those rumors.”
― Caroline Lee, The Duke's Bartered Mistress

“Generations of my clan had raided under such moons, and tonight it would bear witness to the most important raid of my life. Somewhere on the other side of those stones, beyond the veil, my Mate waited for me. ‘Twas too bad she had no idea.”
― Caroline Lee, Bred by the Orc

“Twill be aright, love, I swear it.”
― Caroline Lee, Running from the Orc

“Father had been negotiating her own marriage to an Earl much older than herself, before she’d met Roger. Now that he was gone and years had passed, she could admit that one of the reasons she’d married him was to thwart her father’s plans.”
― Caroline Lee, The Duke's Bartered Mistress

“I ken ye, Roxanna Tarbert. And I ken ye’ll come to trust me. I’ll no’ do a thing to hurt ye, or aught which ye dinnae want to do.”
― Caroline Lee, Running from the Orc

“Apparently, Thomas Forbes had cataloged the books entirely by color, which any lover of books knew was a completely shite method. Who in the fook says, “I’d like to read a green book today,” instead of choosing by topic? His opinion of his father lowered even further.”
― Caroline Lee, The Earl's Brazen Widow

“Here in the village, and among the outlying crofts and farmers, the orcs treated their women as equals. Females were revered, and more than once I saw the respectful nods and pleased smiles sent to pregnant orcs, or those nursing bairns. In my world, a woman’s ability to bear sons was her only worth. Here, ‘twas seen as an additional blessing, because her skills and knowledge were valued first and foremost. Here in the village, the Bladesedge orcs helped one another, ensuring that every member of the clan was well fed and safe. It mattered not if ‘twas the alewife’s orphaned twins or the blacksmith’s widowed mother…even if they could contribute naught to the clan, they were honored and cared for. In my world, gold ruled, and if a man could not work or a woman grew too old, they relied on charity and prayed the church would grant them a crust of bread. The Bladesedge clan might be orcs, but they were better, more compassionate beings than the ones who raised me.”
― Caroline Lee, Stolen Harlots Collection

“cat’s steps skirted the doctor’s chair, and Vincenzo braced himself as he heard his pet leap. Rajah’s weight landed”
― Caroline Lee, Beauty

“She twined her fingers through his, not even bothering to try to hide how her heart thumped wildly at his words. Being his mistress, and the twins’ governess, would make her happy.”
― Caroline Lee, The Duke's Deceitful Governess

“Ye might’ve come to Endymion for yer father, Georgia, but here, tonight…” He lowered himself until his lips were inches above hers. “Tonight is for ye.” Ah. He was wrong there. Smiling, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Nay, Demon. Tonight is for us.”
― Caroline Lee, The Duke's Bartered Mistress

“Sorcha,” he repeated, his voice rumbling through my stomach and chest in time with that insistent tug which I now feared pulled me to him. “I have come for ye.” His brogue was uncomfortably appealing. It made me want to hear him speak more, made me want to curl into his lap and play with the tips of the pointed ears I could see peeking from his hair. Made me wonder what he’d taste like.”
― Caroline Lee, Bred by the Orc

“I licked my lips. “I…I do not understand.” Although I was fairly certain I did. My gaze dropped unintentionally to the thickness under his kilt which he now stroked.”
― Caroline Lee, Bred by the Orc

“Roger was nothing like this. You forsook your family and your life for him, and even he did not give you such pleasure. But Roger had been her husband, even if only for a short time. Demon was… Demon was her master. She was his plaything, his bartered doxy.”
― Caroline Lee, The Duke's Bartered Mistress

“all—up to the sensitive spot behind the cat’s pronounced”
― Caroline Lee, Beauty

“four-footed patter he knew so well. He whistled”
― Caroline Lee, Beauty

“Oh, poot.”
― Caroline Lee, Beauty

“Breathe, Roxanna,” came the gentle prompt in my ear. “Everything will be aright.”
― Caroline Lee, Running from the Orc

“Oh my God, Becky, look at my duke. Laughing at a naughty joke?”
― Caroline Lee, Look at Her Duke